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WORDS OF TRUST. 

BY REV. PETER STRYKER, D. D. 



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COATES BROTHERS, 

Cliftondale. Mass. 



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COPYRIGHT 1887, 
BY REV. PETER STRYKER, D. D. 



Dedicated to My Friend, 
The Hon. RICHARD CHUTE. 



"I LEAVE IT ALL VvlTII THEE. 

O God, I leave it all with thee : 

Thou leadest me; 
And though the way at times seem drear, 

I will not fear. 
Do not I know that I am thine, 

And thou art mine? 
Why then should I be filled with care. 

Or why despair? 

There is an eye, a loving eye. 

That from the sky 
Is watching o'er me when I dread 

My path to tread. 
There is a voice, a gentle voice, 

Bids me rejoice, 
E'en in the very gloomiest hour 

When storm-clouds lower. 



There is a hand omnipotent. 

And I'm content 
While I can trust that hand divine 

Is holding mine. 
There is a heart of tenderness, 

And its caress 
Is balm to my poor troubled breast 

And gives me rest. 
That eye, that voice, that hand, that heart, 

Sweet peace impart; 
And in them all by faith I see 

One who loves me : 
One whom I ever trust and love 

All friends above. 
On whom, to all eternity 

I will rely. 
Then, Lord, I leave it all with thee; 

Thou strengthenest me; 
And if the way seem dark and drear, 

I will not fear. 



'MY HAND, DEAR LORD, IN THINE." 

My hand, dear Lord, in thine ! 

However dark the way, 
A light within will ever shine, 

A beam of day. 
While on in faith I press. 

My soul thou dost illume. 
And I am full of happiness. 

Nor mind the gloom. 

My hand, dear Lord, in thine ! 

What though the way seem rough? 
If I may feel the touch divine. 

It is enough. 
Onward, o'er hill and dale. 

My journey I'll pursue, 
Until thou dost remove the veil, 

And heaven I view. 



My hand, dear Lord, in thine ! 

What though the way seem long? 
My weary soul will not repine, 

But sing a song. 
My rest I'll find in thee, 

In holy work my joy. 
And prayer and praise shall ever be 

My sweet employ. 



My hand, dear Lord, in thine ! 

I'll never let thee go; 
Nor wilt thou e'er my soul resign 

To endless woe. 
Thy hold will be on me, 

Amid the din and strife, 
Until I wake to share with thee 

Immortal life, 



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